Quotes from Stephen Chbosky

in the last month or so, i have read the great gatsby and a separate peace. i am starting to see a real trend in the kind of books bill gives me to read. and just like the tape of songs, it is amazing to hold each of them in the palm of my hand. they are all my favorites. all of them.

The radio comes back even louder than you remember it.

When I was done reading the poem, everyone was quiet. A very sad quiet. But the amazing thing was that it wasn't a bad sad at all. It was just something that made everyone look around at each other and know that they were there. Sam and Patrick looked at me. And I looked at them. And I think they knew. Not anything specific really. They just knew. And I think that's all you can ever ask from a friend.

Never mistake being nice for being weak.

It is important to say sir at these moments. And if they ever call you by your first-middle-last name, you better watch out. I'm telling you.

Bridget who is crazy said that sometimes she thought about suicide when commercials come on during TV. She was sincere and this puzzled the guidance counselors.

I hate you. My sister said it different than she said it to my dad. She meant it with me.She really did. I love you, was all I could say in return. You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have. I'm trying not to be." Then, I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.[pp.28]

What's the point of using words nobody knows or can say comfortably?

Everyone gets an ending. Whether or not it's happy is up to them.

But I'm not afraid anymore because heaven and hell are not destinations. They are decisions.

Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

And then he says something like this ... I would die for you. But I won't live for you. Something like that. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people.

I think they were afraid that some of us would try to kill ourselves or something because they looked very tense and one of them kept touching his beard.

was very fun to be around. She liked movies, and her brother Frank made her tapes of this great music that she shared with us. But over the summer she had her braces taken off, and she got a little taller and prettier and grew breasts. Now, she acts a lot dumber in the hallways, especially when boys are around. And I think it's sad because Susan doesn't look as happy.

How about your favorite book? This Side of Paradise by From. Scott Fitzgerald. Why? Because it was the last one I read. This made them laugh because they knew I meant it honest, not show-off. Then they told me their favorites, and we sat quiet.

Next was Alice. I gave her a book by Anne Rice because she is always talking about her. And she looked at me like she couldn't believe I knew she loved Anne Rice. I guess she didn't know how much she talked or how much I listen.

And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall. And how her face looked when she realized she was in love with that boy.

But Mary Elizabeth felt different. She kept saying it was an articulate film. So articulate. And I guess it was. The thing is, I didn't know what it said even if it said it very well.

deep down...she's a good woman...you should be proud of her. When I told my mom about this, she just looked very sad because he could never say those things to her. Not ever. Not even when he walked her down the aisle.

I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I won't tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it won't change the fact that they are upset.

And I never felt that good in my life. But I also felt bad because I saw her naked without her permission.

He realized that if he didn't leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs.

El problema es que todo el mundo siempre compara a todos con todos y que eso le quita mérito a la gente

You ever think Charlie, that our group is the same as any other group like a football team? And the only real difference between us is what we wear and why we wear it?